Tag: Poetry

You are my life, The very air I breathe, My window on the world. We are one. As the sea, the land, the sky, We are inseparable. Death shall not part us. Wait for me till my ashes Are returned to Mother Earth, At the Point where The two great Oceans meet. Till then shall […]

There, I see a robin On the window’s bay. A snowflake floating by On this, a winter’s day. The scent of new mown grass, Beneath an April shower, Heralds spring has come To raise another flower. Otters play along the bank; Picnics in the glade. Summer days are long and hot; Lazing in the shade. […]

Good morning little bird. You came to visit me? I’m very pleased to see you. Shall we have a cup of tea. You’ll have to learn to fly soon. Pussy’s in the bush. I can’t wait here all day; And he’s not in a rush. That’s very good; please try again. But next […]

Love, I need you by my side But I must wait until the tide Turns one time more Back to the shore. I may not know just what is real. You can’t disguise the way you feel Unless the truth from me you hide. In someone else you may confide. Don’t let pride […]

Some are selfish; some are not. Trapped inside their granite shell. Be satisfied with what you’ve got. Don’t travel on the road to hell. Some care for others far too much. Forget they too could be a star. Care for yourself and keep in touch With you and you and who you are. […]

You are custodian of yourself; Safe keep the key. You’ll find in time ‘twill set you free. Test your morals If you must. ‘tis then you’ll see Where lays the trust. I trust in you to trust yourself And to your own self be true. Pleasure is a slice of time. A bolt […]

I’ve seen them come. I’ve seen them go. I feed them all. They reap; I sow. I give them shelter from the rain. I give them shelter from the sun. I built this house not just for me. I built this house for everyone. Now I’m old but I’m still strong. I will […]

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Hi, I’m James King, an Englishman who emigrated to South Africa in 1995. I was lucky that my work took me all over the Country, where I visited Cities, townships and rural areas, learning about the culture and lives of the people, after apartheid.

I moved to Thailand in 2011 where I live in semi-retirement. I created a blog in 2013, wrote books and learned the craft of landscape photography. All have been hobbies and great fun.

My life has been somewhat fractured and rather unconventional. Looking back I’m amazed at the varied people I’ve met. Politicians, sports stars, music impresarios, business tycoons, murderers, fraudsters, creatives of all sorts and even hired assassins. They have unwittingly provided rare material which has helped me so much in my writing.

After cutting my teeth on blogging, writing non-fiction travel books about Thailand and poetry I discovered a fascination for suspense drama. I started working on a story with a literary bent and character-driven suspense with twists, thrills and emotion. It has since developed into a fiction series and the first book in the series is due to be published early in 2018.

Writing poetry is wonderfully relaxing. I find myself drifting from the romantic to fear for the survival of our broken world to human rights and the darkness of death. Music, film, and literature have been a great inspiration. Shakespeare, Dickens, Hesse, Leonard Cohen and Bob Dylan, among others, have all had a profound influence on my life at some point and ultimately find their way into my writing as I try to deliver my message.

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